Today the big boys and Dad mustered a mob of cattle from their paddock into a watering square and then cut-out the bulls to come home for their annual medical check-up. (Read physical appraisal, semen testing and vaccinations!)
Once the cattle are gathered and settled, Superdad directed his team to their positions, giving instructions along the way.
Being the eldest (read: longest attention span), Andrew was in charge of blocking the gate. His job was to ensure any bulls cut into his yard stayed there. A human one-way-valve..
Bulls are full of pre-conceived ideas and fierce independence, so the horse and her boy had to be quick off the mark to block the perpetrators at the gate.
A few hard blocks later, the team had cut the required bulls from the larger mob and these competent little stockmen began the drove home…
Get out of the way Mum! The cattle can see you! (is that an excuse for a bigger camera lens?)
At last, the job was done. For some reason the trusty stead is far more enthusiastic about loading onto the truck on the way home from the job… Come to think of it, so to is the rider!
I couldn’t help but include this photo of Hamish. He looks so grown up with two bottom teeth missing.
Tooth fairy only had to pay out one tooth as the other disappeared, unnoticed until the end of the day… Is that why the apple keeps the dentist away?!
And speaking of helpers, these were spotted out the front this morning.
I know my lawn needs a mow but I would prefer to do it with the mower.
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